i hate to say this, but every day i wish my brother was normal, that he acted just like any other 15 year old kid. but no, he can't be, he knows what to say to almost make me cry in a restaurant and walk out of barnes and nobel. little fucker.
my mom scares me when she gets fustrated, we got ridiculously lost going to menlo park mall in nj and she started yelling in the car, and i was trying to calm her down and i couldn't, I felt so useless.
i am now the proud owner of pink chanel sunglasses, i just have to get perscription lenses put in them before i wear them, otherwise i'll walk into things.
sleepover at my dance studio tomorrow night, its to mark the end of the summer program. so its a night of pizza, junk food, and me sitting in a corner by myself because my whole class hates me and the only girls that talk to me are like 12. its going to be such a wonderful night...
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